Tomorrow I have an appointment with my doctor. I love him because he's jinky-eyed.

I've been going to this doctor since...I was born (he's the dude who caught me as I dropped out of Mom) and that's always been the best thing about him: he couldn't look you in the eye if his life depended on it. I love it. You can talk about all kinds of embarrasing, medically inclined stuff with him and never feel uncomfortable...like he's not even in the room.
I've always felt it's easier to talk to people if they weren't loking at me and quite frankly I believe God sent me this man in compensation for having to drive a Berretta.

6/30/2003
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rich

that is a smooth as silk cold as steel Berretta hun

6/30/2003
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rich

oh and somehow when Ben and I traded cars last night he thought I should have the keys for her too.